Echo looks down at their nails
"I want color on 'em."
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Echo looks down at their nails
"I want color on 'em."
“…If you are going to insist on lurking about, you might as well come over properly and be vetted for caretaking duties.”
"just doing some stretches".
On the contrary to his heroic deed from earlier . . . Razor was not feeling the best — his stomach was churning, making him feel nauseous, and there was already signs of a fever breaking out across his face. Oops . . . the arachnid he ended up eating was probably venomous . . .
“Why is ‘pretty boy’ considered an insult? I mean, honestly. If someone called me that I think I’d die on the spot. But like in a good way.”
"Come and get your daily dose of Ali hugs!" His arms are wide open.
| Today was far from a good day for Shen.. his throat felt tight, his head pounded at any source of light, nausia already starting to gnaw its way into his throat. Sipping down the last of his tea, he pinched the bridge of his nose and stood- dawning his armor with occasional pauses from coughing. The Eye of Twilight couldnt take a sick day.. not now. Not after all that has happened.
He went though the motions, doing his morning stretches and movements, securing his armor, tending his blades- all the while Shen wanted nothing more than to just drop everything and curl up to sleep this day away. The Eye of Twilight cannot take a sick day. The Eye of Twilight is needed. He repeated these lessons to himself, though it didnt stop the growing nausia and pain in his head as he tugged on his mask.
“ The work must be done. “ |